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The Brush of Angel’s Wings

The Sounds of Heaven only invade our ear when the Aroma of Worship is released. Still and close holding no fear, we enter in by His Presence so near. Thoughts of mercy, thoughts of grace, His very essence fills the place. Heightened awareness comes ever real as whispers go forth with excited chills. To catch … Continue reading The Brush of Angel’s Wings


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Pickin’ Up Pearls

Pickin up Pearls..... I seen a woman in a field, bowed over as she slowly walked. Looking all around her, left then right, looking behind as if careful to not have missed anything. She moved so gracefully as she bowed over looking all around. "Pickin up Pearls!" "Pickin up Pearls!" I hear echoing as I … Continue reading Pickin’ Up Pearls